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Subject Zero [EP]

by Wasteland

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Herizo Crushing tracks containing some killer drums sound, sharp-edge guitar riffs completed with a deep and fierced vocals that makes this Subject Zero a really nice debut EP from this brand new Brutal Death Metal act from Paris.
FFO: Cryptopsy, Benighted, Kraanium... Favorite track: Gathering Of The Swarm.
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1.
Torn from the wombs of your genitor, your frail body, young and pure, reduced to be consumed. For them you're just a piece of meat among many other, The most precious nectar enclosed into four walls. Incubated from birth you never saw the light, enclosed in a sterile enclosure. For them you're just another cog of a complex machinery Slowly, I open my eyes, my vision is blurred; An urge to vomit, with a pipe stuck in the troath. I slowly suffocate in my own excrement, fear seize me, I scratch the glass; Suddenly a shadow raise in front of me, my vision became clear. A skelethal creature appears, inspiring disgust, his long crooked fingers handles my cabin. Deep in his piercing eyes, a desire to kill occurs. A murderous drive takes me to the guts and I break the glass. My hand as a sharp jaw, has take his troath, in a terrible frenzy, I squeeze my fingers so hard. And black sprays of blood flowing trough his teeth, I see for the first time life extinguish in the dephts of his little eyes. Removing that fucking pipe, get out from my troath. I let that body collapse on the ground and red blood flows. At that moment I knew I was something or someone different compared to this abomination.
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Subject Zero 03:50
Out of my incubator, I raise my head, in front of me an overwhelming show. Thousand of people locked up in steel coffins, soaked in a greenish liquid, a pipe stucked in the troath. Some of them were livid and the door of their coffins are opened as if the dead has returned to life. Liquid flowing into nothingness and their bodies were pushed into the void. Emprisoned, my kind is, indescribible shapes.Unfathomable abyss, my only escape, I took my breath and I dive into the end. I dive into a purple river, an ocean of blood plasma, and among the shadows thousand of figures stands. In a burst of terror, I hit, decomposing bodies, their glassy eyes pierced my soul and their nails, clawing at my skin. In the dephts of hell, noose is thighning, air is running out. But in the chaos one last glimmer of hope, remained. A light trap doors openned, it's my chance; Am I saved?
3.
I remember distant memories, horrible nightmares haunts me. Emerging from the darkness, shapeless creatures leaping from shadows, attempting to erradicate all lifeforms, as ringworms they cling. Deployed their mandibles, drilling from every pores, of your teeming body. Steel reapers with thousand of eyes, Mowing, Slashing, Cutting, every little piece of skin. The ground is strewned with human flesh, their bodies disgorging their last litters of blood; The harvesters slowly gathered the brood and began their surgery, snatching the abdominal skin, to remove the fetus from the wombs of his mother. Thrown into a vat full of progeny, suffocating in amniotic fluid. The umbilical cord still attached to the innards, the innards of their genitors. Bodies cut in half crawling, emptied of their bowels, screaming like their offspring; every life torn and each stillborn are condemned to live in a glass coffin. Kept alive to grow and serve as living blood bags, inanimate and lifeless for the rest of their lives.
4.
Desolation 04:18
Emerging out of the dark waters, I take my breath and I reach the shore. Exhausted and feverish, I drag my injured carcass. i am lost, in the immensity of life, and all the things I don't understand. Crawling on the floor, I try to get up, my legs hurts but I force myself to walk. I have not even lived my life that death has already sough me off. What is this place where I came from? And who are the demons who ruled this place? Out of the Earth bowels, I stand before a new universe. Colossal figures of steep peaks, as an immense jaw surrounds me. The sky is a mass of toxic clouds, slashed by the lights. The Earth is ravaged from all sides, as a scar of a thousand of attrocities. The sun standing as a monarch over is kingdom. And my eyes cannot bear it's radiance, this old sun is the witness of a eternal wisdom. I rush towards the horizon, with valliance. I am lost in the immensity of life, and all the things I don't understand. I wander over this wastelands for days, my feets are flayed by the barbed ground, with suppurating wounds. It is the end of my existence? Teeming like a rat in indifference, serve as home to the worms, teeming per thousand in my wombs. Rising from the dephts of the Earth, a creature appears with a staggering gait, his leg was held in a bright bone, I cannot see his face hidden in a scarf. His body were torn by severe burns, He pulled my leg and dragged me into a hole. Gathering my last strenghts I trying to fight, but my head hit a stone and everything went black.
5.
Mens of the abyss reached immortality, through the blood of their brothers. Harvesting their brothers into blood farms, to delight the precious nectar. The red dawn takes the sky and mens, we're doomed to burn into a solar flare, we sank, swarming like a billions of cockroach into the barks of the Earth. The gardens became desert plains, drained to the last particles of waters, the most delicate beings were emptied of all life, slowly turning into stone. Luckiest humans who lived forever under the thick skin of the old Earth, Exceeding the limits of the human envelope. Mens of the abyss reached immortality, through the blood of their brothers. Over time the body of these subhumans, experiment, stripped of all excess. Their back were vault by the weight of time, their translucent skin shining in the dark, in these gloomy caves, there is no longer any traces of humanity.A new specie emerge from the mother Earth womb, disfigured by the sun. This hideous creatures gathered in a swarm and holds in their fingers, the remnants of humanity. Years and years, spent underground without a contact without a contact with the light, have afflicted their sentient bodies. Their eyes cannot bear the ray of the sun, but the need to survive led them to built horrible machines. Unable to whistand the blaze of the surface, the last humans piled into caves perish. In hunger and fear, they awaits death.

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Vocals recorded at Mannaz Records by Johan be
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Written by Wasteland
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Simon Tiercelin
All lyrics written by Clément Simiand
Artwork and layout by Kévin Gasparetto

Vocals : Clément Simiand
Guitar : Simon Tiercelin
Bass : Thomas Beauquier
Drum : Kévin Gasparetto

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released November 6, 2017

Thanks to Johan Be at Mannaz Records for the vocal recordings.

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Wasteland Paris, France

Wasteland is a Brutal death metal quartet from Paris.

Our inspirations comes from bands such as Cannibal Corpse, Cryptopsy,The Red Shore, Katalepsy and such.

Our music will take you to a harsh and terrible journey through the desolate lands of a dystopic / post apocalyptic universe.
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